Jun Ruyue tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. A heavy sense of foreboding weighed on her heart—she was certain her brother and sister were plotting something behind her back that involved her.
She raised a hand to trace the scar on her shoulder. Master had given her fine ointments long ago, and her other wounds had faded away one by one over the years, leaving only this single mark, the one connected to her heart.
She had never confessed her true origins and past to Tang Li.
Chapter 57